My birthday last November was a <cough, cough> milestone and it has provided me with the reason to pause, reflect, take stock of life and what is most important to me. An old saying I love: I don't have a lot of control over length of my life but I certainly do have control over the breadth and depth of it. My main revelation: In many ways, I have become the type of person I so despised when I was in my 30s and 40s. That, in and of itself, probably bothers me more about me than anything else that I've concluded. I have pondered it long, hard and often over the last two months...the holidays definitely aided the "taking stock" portion of my internal debate and evaluation. The bottom line (and I haven't completely landed yet) but the direction I'm strongly leaning towards... I am going to divest myself of nearly all my worldly possessions, minimize material "junk" and maybe even move somewhere outside of the states. So, if you need a nice 2,200' grass airstrip (soon to be charted), or a ZTR to mow it with, or one of the finest examples of a straight-tail 182 that exists, or a dump truck, a backhoe, a skidsteer, a tractor, a side x side, a beautifully pristine 2002 Tahoe, a 2016 4x4 Silverado, a 2002 4x4 Silverado ("the beater farm truck"), or a 44'x12' Wilson, aluminum bi-fold hangar door, 4 or 5 chain saws, two generators, 3 air compressors, countless sets of hand tools and power tools, etc... ...then stay tuned. This may just be your lucky year.